Melting Laughdown

You might never resist
You might always exist in a state of perpetual bliss
On holiday
Bizarre convention
Too many thoughts to mention
Forgot them all

You will never repent
You will always resent that you should have repented before
Oh, what a bore
Who needs attention?
Anyone we could mention?
Crowd on the shore

I've got cracks
I've got leaks
As mother looks out to me
She's gazing far out to sea
She wonders - when will I sink?

I've got cracks
I've got leaks
But you don't see me faltering
I can laugh
As I bleed
'Cause I fathom our destiny

Take it back
Join the weeds
They're growing below our feet
They'll top us eventually
Can't fault their tenacity